Husband Death Poem

Searching For You Now That You're Gone

In 1970, I moved to Milwaukee to finish my undergraduate work. Coming from a small city, I was lost in the vastness of big city life. I knew virtually no one and by chance heard on the radio about a dating service. With hesitancy, I signed up. After having gone out with various gentlemen, on a particular first date a night in September 1971, Cupid struck. The minute I laid eyes on Jim, I knew I would marry him. On September. 1, 2018, after 46 years of marriage, I lost the love of my life.

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Stillness

Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018 with permission of the Author.

Eternal lights flicker
In a distant sky.
Where have you gone;
Why did you die?

When I first saw you,
You stole my heart,
And until this awful day,
We have never been apart.

I look to the heavens,
Hoping to see you anew.
Where have you gone?
I'm searching for you.

My painful cries
Fill the dark of night.
I need your arms
To hold me tight.

Where have you gone?
Show me the place
So I can once again see
The smile on your face.

We met life's challenges
And somehow made it through.
But how do I do it
Alone without you?

I know you are in my heart,
But I long to see your face.
Memories of yesterday
Leave only a trace.

There's emptiness now
That nothing can fill.
I so need to find you
So I, too, can be still.

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by Sarah Kenyon
1 year ago

My husband died a week ago at age 44. He had health issues, but this was very unexpected. And to be honest, I'm still trying to wrap my head around it all. We miss him so much -- me and our kids, ages 6, 11, and 15.

by Irene, Catalunya
3 years ago

Thank you for your beautiful poem and supporting words. My lovely husband and soulmate died two weeks ago, quite unexpected, at the age of 50. I am 30. He was everything to me, so loving, gentle, wise, mature, strong, truthful. We have been through so many challenges of life together. We were just about to live our dream. I know I will have to move on with my life, but how do I do it without him? Where are you, darling? Why did life take you to the light? Why couldn't you enjoy life longer? The only thing I long for is to see your face again, to hear your voice, to see your smile, to hear your jokes, to feel your beard, to hold you tight. Knowing that death is irreversible is breaking my heart and making me desperate. Desperately sad and crying. You would want me to be strong, be happy, be optimistic and positive, so I will try. For you. For your love I live. You saved my life. So I will honour your love by living my life. I love you.

by Michelle L Brown
1 year ago

I know exactly how you all feel. I was reading these poems in hopes of finding one to read at my husband's funeral. He left me so soon. Recently, he was diagnosed with cancer on December 16th, and 8 days later he went home with God, but he left me here all alone on Christmas Eve. I cry. I can't sleep, I can't eat, I get confused. I cry almost all the time. I ask God why. Why did you take my beloved husband of 22 years?

by Natasha Lehtinen
4 years ago

Thank you so much for your words. My late husband, Casey, was the one who could write poetry and play the guitar. I find myself trying to come up with words to describe my pain. People think they can understand, but they don't. Casey was a cancer survivor for 20 years and on October 12, 2016, we found out that what he thought was a "bug" of some sorts was actually Leukemia. The same cancer he fought when he was 12 years old. This time in a more aggressive and faster paced form. He fought so hard and after a year and a half, it claimed his life. 33 years old.; Thirteen years of marriage and three children are what he left behind. Oh, if I could see his face, that smile, that laugh, the look in his eyes of love. If only...